Do you know what it looks like or how it sounds despair is silent suffocates, drowns * smug, thoughtless people too much on their minds close up their hearts to the hard, undefined * Suicide isn’t a word, a feeling it’s an unwelcome place a vacuum that sucks you life is displaced * vacant […]
what does the besieged (silenced) heart do to flee destruction?
How often does one return to a childhood memory to be struck with emptiness or worse…
Hope one day despair the next what will tomorrow hold? this is no jest World’s spinning endlessly so near heaven what seemed so like paradise now sinking into oblivion What will tomorrow hold? dare you to guess cheer on tomorrow or emptiness for the rest